User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/The Wrath of Gormad Tunn/@comment-32303-20131111163650/@comment-25220117-20131124172259

OOC: I accidentally mixed up the guards with the two stoats from before, so I'll rewrite the previous comment... BIC: The ferret sighs, leaning back with his head against the rough, gnarly tree Russa was on. "I could just lie down 'ere and die right now...S-so c-cold." ''A blast of the cold wind coming in from the sea blew into his face, sending the ferret into a fit of shivers. Dropping the spear and collapsing down, the ferret held himself, shaking. The stoat, dressed in garments much better suited to a poor climate, chuckled at his companion's misery as he studied the land around them for any possible threats.'' "Just try t'act like a soldier next time 'round mate, ye be embarrassin' me"